Everyone looked at him with contempt!
"Boss Gao, just now there was an explicit transaction between me and you. These scraps belong to me, not yours. Everyone can testify." Yang Zimei said calmly.
"You know that there are emeralds in this scrap, so you tricked me into buying it for 2,000 yuan, and then you make a lot of money yourself." Gao Youcai shouted unwillingly.
"I know that there are jadeites in this scrap? How do I know? Even if I know, what can you do? Did I use any dirty tricks to get you to sell these scraps to me?" Yang Zimei sneered.
"..."
Gao Youcai was at a loss for words all of a sudden, and always felt suspicious, but he didn't know what was suspicious.
The crowd booed again.
Yang Zimei ignored him, and continued to grind out all the black ink on his hand, which was as big as a baby's fist. After washing it with clean water, it was the kind of ink that was close to darkness.
She was overjoyed, remembering that she had read in an ancient book that Mo Fei has an extreme effect of warding off evil and transforming evil spirits. Put it at home, it is the best guardian jade in life!
The most important thing is that it can play a great auxiliary role in the cultivation of human vitality.
Of course, we rarely see Mo Fei in normal times, but relatively cheap obsidian also has the same effect. You can wear obsidian bracelets at ordinary times, but you must wear it on your right hand and purify its original negative energy before wearing it. Or the memory of the last owner, the way to purify it is to sunbathe it before noon, but not to expose it to the sun.
"It's actually a glass-type ink jade!"
Everyone looked at Mo Fei in her hand with great envy.
"Miss Yang, do you want to sell this piece of ink jade?" A person asked, "I can offer five million."
Yang Zimei shook his head, "No matter how much money I have, I won't buy it. I'll keep it for myself, sorry."
When Gao Youcai saw that he had lost five million things in this way, he felt like killing someone.
He glared at Yang Zimei with extreme resentment, and left Yushixuan sullenly.
After Yang Zimei put Mo Fei away, she no longer went to pick out wool, but sat aside and watched everyone explain the stone.
Song Xuan sat beside her, staring at her for a while without speaking.
"Mr. Song, don't you choose wool?" Yang Zimei broke the silence.
"I didn't see any sleep apnea today, so I won't gamble."
"Thanks to Mr. Song, I got lucky today."
"Xiaomei, do you have special abilities?" Song Xuan couldn't help asking.
Yang Zimei smiled, "I don't have special abilities, but I'm a little more sensitive to the magnetic field from outside."
Song Xuan took a deep look at her, and Yang Zimei suddenly noticed that his marriage line was slightly raised, and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Mr. Song!"
"Why do you like it?" Song Xuan asked inexplicably.
"Mr. Song is going to get married soon, remember to treat me to a wedding wine." Yang Zimei stared at him for a while, and found that the person he was going to marry was the gentle and quiet woman in the previous life, who was in harmony with him, but, This time period has been delayed by only ten years.
"Really?" Song Xuan's tone was somewhat sad.
In the past few days, his parents have been urging him to get married, even at the cost of death. Moreover, he also wanted Yang Zimei to be more comfortable with him so that she would not be alienated because of his feelings for her, so he agreed to the marriage. Even though he had only met the other party once.
"Well, Mr. Song, she is your destined wife, and you will be happy." Yang Zimei nodded.
Song Xuan pursed his lips, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.